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Stars lead the way home then the sidewalks endingAnd I don't recall why we're still pretendingTurn myself in for crimes I didn't commitI needed to feel truly innocentThere was a song and I forget the name of itIt seemed sincere and this is kind of how it went"It's one of those nights when you're not sure who the real you is anymore"Generations can be whatever they want toIt's mid-afternoon and I'll be leaving soonSurvivors are few and far between,between two parked cars headed for anywherecause anywhere is better than hereAnd in the ride, I become aware I'm probably not going anywhere

It's one of those nights when you're not sure who the real 'you' is anymoreI said that I would end myself but I think too much about family, you seeI need to see if I can bask in a different world

This is my swan song to my criminal boys and girlsAnd no one really loves us as the sun does fallAnd a fact without no truth just isn't fact at all

I want out of here, I need to find the stars but the sky's hiding them as we are ashamed of what we've ruinedThe words I write stuttered the times I spokeI've never been too close with love, life, trust and faithI need out of here, I need a head clearI know my voice isn't great but at least it's sincere

We are so conditioned to fallIt's sad the song of the year is still nothing at all